Lyrics:
is Master Satan, you know
Rosemary's Baby
Unknown to her
Will be the Devil's Child
Rosemary's Baby
Born to the Black
Driving her crazy and wild
yours, so let me know
She wedded her man
Let's elope to Japan
Between the Rosemary wilds we'll hide
I thought I was your boy, the earths on hold
an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between wild water and silvery sand
Then she shall be a true of mine
Of mine, of mine, of mine
Then she
as you can ohh
Oh babe, we ain't no good
No, we're all bad
I want your child
You're my Rosemary
You drive me wild
Like a mortuary
The smell of sex
Our
She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows
She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows
She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows
She ain't got no money
Clothes are kinda funny
Hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
his shoes so clean?
He barely house broken
Mold unclean air in our wild moments
Focused overgrown topiary uproot
Rosemary middle fingers poking out
Well, she ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows
She ain't got no money, clothes are kinda funny
Hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
She
daisies wild wood flowers from the hills
Where I will spend my eternal hours lay me down with local flowers
[Guitar]
Please don't buy those red
Tell me, 'All right'
I could be on your shelf, could be the bread you bake.
I can fill your larder, I'm a piece of cake.
Show me rosemary, I'll show
Twilight dance
The wild and dangerous
Blazing by the fight
Black curly hair bees hover in the golden light
The scent of rosemary and predator
on down through the Bible Belt
Rosemary cries to the sky and asks for help
The children, wild and free, but they can't be mine
Won't you tell me, Rosemary
Well I love you baby, I love your style
When you walk about, you drive me wild
I love you once and I love you twice
Be-bop baby you're on call all
Rosemary
Cut and bleed
Where you will go?
What you can see?
My beliefs
Drown them deep
I found you in a desert dream
I'm here a while
Love
She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
come back again
But in her garden, something wild survives
Like working hands that won't be gentrified
[Chorus]
Rust and rosemary, side by side
Stories
She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
mind
When you're around
In my wild dreams we fly
cnd land somewhere we'll never be found
What if I said things we don't say?
Will you still watch with
She ain't got no money
Her clothes are kinda funny
Her hair is kinda wild and free
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
And nobody knows like me
Rosemary
do you feel this is the night
underneath the stars
in the headlights of the cars
you can run away in time
to a place where you will shine
to the sea
And climb up a tree to see the light
Reflecting on the waves
Wild horses eating roses
Just sing it for a lonely man by the river
And don't be just
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